Here's my poem about stuff that happens Especially when you're sitting there in front of A washing machine bored out of your skull, You've got the world at your fingertips and Yet that world isn't really whole. Of course it's obvious I'm only joking, This is a great time to be "alive!" Hug your computer, it'll be your Best friend, your playmate, Your GF or BF, it will be your Sweet 16, yourΒ Β toy your prideful Joy, it will take you to places far And wide and never leave your side. HOORAY! We all get to die without Having truly *LIVED LIFE!
Welcome back to reality! OK, now go back and forget about it, this poem is just stupid and nonsense! You know you're going places! So am I! Like yesterday when I sat there for 10 hours straight staring off into cyber space...Ignore me, I'm just some stupid fool...